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Girl On Queen Street


Wednesday, October 10, 2007


MY BEST FRIEND FORGOT THAT I WAS COMING TO MEET HER, IN DESPERATE NEED OF HELP, AND WENT OFF WITH HER BABY SITTER TO GO GET TEA, OUTSIDE SCHOOL. wtf. how could you?!

Poor Hakim had to suffer teaching me. but thanks to him, and no thanks to the team, I got the job done. Am beginning to think that this class has a habit of throwing work to one person, drowning him/her in expectations and stress. Yes, stress. Nothing in the shades of good stress. No, BAD, NEGATIVE stress. The kind that makes you so tired, breathing feels voluntary.
Basically what I'm putting across is that the class, most of them, are not the kind of people you'd ever want to get stuck working with. Very nice, sociable people, yes, but not workable people.

PIMPLES!! YOU GIVE ME PIMPLES!!!




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